Balance Of Power Poem by SinJace Ramos

First they were two
Now there's three
Another leaf
On the family tree

Maricelys and D.J.
Riding cloud nine
Prouder parents
You won't find

Grateful to have
The bundle of joy
That's surely to be
Their brand new boy

Screaming and crying
Until his needs are met
The balance of power
Have just been upset

He'll be calling
All the shots
With uncanning ability
To seek soft spots

The grandparents say
Let the games begin
It's futile for them
To hide that grin